Chapter 531 - She is in Brule (1/2)

Every rebel there saw Death himself reaping their lives in the smoke-filled hall. Xiao Luo’s unbelievable speed and irregular movements were like those of a specter, and fear crept into the souls of every Libyan rebel on the third floor.

BANG! BANG! RAT TAT TATAT!

Most of the rebels were in a panic, and hysterically started to shoot without aiming. But it resulted in countless casualties from friendly fire as stray bullets scythed through the ranks of the Libyan rebels. Blood splattered as bullets ripped through the bodies of the men, screaming in agony and horror, unable to escape the hail of lead fired from close range. It was a ghastly sight, as men tried to escape the line of fire, but there was nowhere to go as bullets came from every direction. Bodies slumped to the floor, writhing and soaked in blood.

“Stay calm! Everyone, calm the hell down!” Hamis roared, desperately trying to regain some control over his men.

Finally, Hamis pointed his pistol in the air and fired a shot.

But, that did not have the desired effect, for his men were too far gone to regain their composure. Having seen in Xiao Luo, a mysterious spectral-like being who was unsusceptible to any bullets or shrapnel, they had lost it completely. They stood frozen, firing away even as they watched Xiao Luo slitting their throats one after the other–and there was no way to even catch up with his speed and movements. They were just waiting for their turn to lose their necks, and it was neigh impossible to keep their composure under such extreme circumstances.

Moments ago, gunfire was thick and fast, resounding across the hall in deafening bursts. But the din was dying down, and it indicated that xiao Luo had dispatched more of the rebel fighters, leaving fewer survivors. Hamis opened his eye wide as he scanned through the haze of smoke and realized that there were only a few soldiers left, and they were screaming in fear. Soon, corpses were strewn all over the entire ground.

“How could this have happened? T-this can’t be…”

Hamis himself was close to a breakdown. He had deployed more than eight hundred soldiers to encircle and kill just one warrior from the Hua nation. His troops were supported by vehicle-mounted machineguns, RPGs, and heavy mortars, and despite a full assault, Mie was still in fighting condition. Not only that, he mounted a counter-offensive that had taken out virtually all his troops–it was nothing short of carnage.

Is he a human, or is he something else?

Hamis was stunned. As experienced as he was on the battlefield, he had never encountered such a terrifying opponent, and fighting such a man was no different than facing Godzilla.

RAT TAT TATAT!

All he could hear was a submachine gun firing at this point, and soon that too stopped, ending with a shriek as another life was extinguished. The haze and smoke had finally settled, and the visibility started to improve. Everywhere ke looked, Hamis saw countless bodies of his soldiers, and the blood that had drained from them formed a ghastly river of blood, soaking the ground.

No rebel fighters remained standing–more than eight hundred of them had now turned into corpses lying cold on the blood-soaked ground.

Hamis’s eyes widened even more as a cold sweat started to break across his forehead, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Even Tang Wantian, hiding in the sewer system, could detect the overpowering odor of blood. She soon realized that thick blood was dripping through the tiny perforations in the manhole cover.

“Ahh!”

Trembling, she screamed in fear.

Tang Wantian could no longer keep her composure, and she pushed the manhole cover with all her might, trying to escape from the well. But debris and rocks had fallen on top of the manhole and weighed the cover down. She could not move it even an inch, regardless of how much force she used.

“Xiao Luo! Xiao Luo…!”

She cried and called out for Xiao Luo continually.

Compared to Tang Wantian, the fear in Hamis’ eyes was more evident, as, without warning, a figure suddenly appeared in his vision. He donned camouflaged combat fatigues and held a dagger in his hand as he approached his quarry in measured steps. Hamis stared in abject fear, and what shook him most was that his executioner had a pair of blood-red eyes, resembling two eerie red lanterns. The demonic eyes were cold, bloodthirsty, and completely inhuman.

“Die! You demon!”

Hamis mustered what little courage that remained and pulled the trigger–at this distance, surely, he could not miss?

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He repeatedly fired until he had expended all the rounds in the clip.

But, to his surprise, none of the bullets even grazed Xiao Luo as he teleported from the line of fire, effortlessly avoiding every shot.

A feeling of doom fell over Hamis, and he began to lose his will to fight and quickly backed away. As he frantically did so, he attempted to change his gun’s magazine. But panicking, he fumbled with it as he tried to reload and even dropped the magazine several times. As he reached out to pick up the magazine, he saw a pair of sand-colored military boots before him. When he looked up, he was met with those blood-red eyes.